I have been in hibernation this winter, hence the radio silence on the blog. I am allergic to the cold and struggle to be motivated when the air is cold, the wind is blowing, and I have to be rugged up in multiple layers. No, really […]
All posts tagged: work
Day 55
Day 55. We live outside of our local town, we are on an acre of land in a nice quiet street with neighbours that we don’t really see or hear. Further north is small farming areas mostly pineapples and strawberries when in season. We are […]
Day 43
Day 43 This afternoon, I am mourning the loss of my favourite pair of thongs. They broke this morning when I was reaching up to get in to my four wheel drive. I wore these black little pieces of rubber everywhere. I bought them […]
Day 37
Day 37. Holidays are coming to an end. We went this morning to the barber for back to school haircuts, my boys are looking very sharp. I had to work this afternoon, my husband worked this morning, and boy 1 was at a […]
Day 23
Carpooled with hubby today. That means I am an hour and a half early for my shift. He starts at 230pm amd I start at 3.00pm, the department he works for has an unwritten agreement, that the boys get to work early and all sit around […]
Day 20
Day 20 Working where I work really shit me today. It wasn’t a busy day at all, but the people that I had to deal with today just pushed my buttons. I walked out of working wanting to tell some of them not to think […]
Day 18
Day 18 I had a private message from boy 2’s best friend’s mum, letting me know that he was an awesome friend to her daughter today and it was very much appreciated. I thought that she must be having a tough as he gave her his last […]
Getting to work like a lady
Worked today. Being conscious of my skinny fat situation, I parked in the furthest car park from the office that I have access to (so NOT me, I usually seek out the car park closest to the door – hence skinny fat). Dressed in my […]
Brazilian
Announcing my arrival I am asked to have a seat. Abbie my stunning beautician with model looks, perfectly styled hair and dressed in her pristine black uniform, greets me and directs me to the beauty room. She opens the door and I am engulfed with the most […]
Twenty-one days
I contemplate our lifestyle as a Fly in– Fly out family and it isn’t about the money. I’m increasingly worried about Scott’s mounting frustration and tension with being away for twenty one days. Twenty-one nights in a single bed that feels like a piece of […]